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{u. n. l. v.
Wusup! to my kel, third ward is the motherfuckin' house
Mac melph calio, r.i.p. pimp daddy, kilo ya with me, bryce hahahaha

Chorus:
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
'em bleed to death
Ya with the tec-9 now ya takin' yo last breath

{lil' ya}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em bleed to
Ya played with the lil' ya now ya takin' yo breath

{yella boy}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em to death
Ya played the yella boy now ya takin' yo last breath


I got to get my on my back window is startin' to rumble
I back I see nigga's bustin' I'm out numbered
Try'na my head off, but I was kind of lucky
These slipped, and they bustin', but couldn't get me
Had to put my carlo away got myself an forty-five
my nigga, who live close around the way
Now I got to that nigga, I'm gonna stalk that nigga
I'm gonna show yo ass, how to keep the on the trigger
Like john wayne, I'm with the steel when it's time to kill
Man I my business strickly on the real

ya}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up, bullets at yo ass
Now it's time to a third ward dash
But hear me out motherfuckers and indorse yo word's
You makin' me sick with all that hoe you got on
My last nerves, I had to get my and go bam!
You say I'm insane, now it's to let my
Motherfuckin' nut's hang and spit on you
I don't need star's on my chest to make my fuckin' name
I'm the y-a from the three u.n.l.v.
You repped on me, now I got to ya "g"
I can feel ya, look in my guaranteed you won't
See no disguise, I'm real ain't no fuckin' boy in me
I was an hustler, and now I'm a "g"
I got real nigga's by my side, don't fuck with the fake
This is for you now I know I'm on yo mind

{yella
Money in the power brand new eddie
Off up this day, I don't know why that shit was sour
You was supposed to be my from the old school
good guy gone bad in the game, that shit ain't cool
We used to play ball, back up in the park when we was
He saw me hustlin' on the set, he told me to give him a
I hit him all alone o'clock we supposed to meet
he had dope, cliental in the fuckin' street
He said for g's he hook me up real swell
I told him it was on the bin and I didn't know how I
We by the old dump, 'cause them people hot
Glad I had my pistol, when I I dropped my glock
When I got there, he was ready to make the
Raise out my car, I hear some noise the fuckin' ditch
It was a nigger, try'na kill me, I'm smooth a canon
I off bustin', I'm a show 'em I'll be back


Fool I grew here, not flew here and y'all bitches new
You pulled out yo gun and use it, you lost yo self
I'm a take nine, and empty the whole clip bitch
Sixteen up in ass, one more when ya hit the door
How many you know, rappin' fire up in luger
I haven't seen a like this cry before
You best's to run ya hear the sound of my gun go
Bluka! bluka! lil' g, y'all can't stop a killer
A dealer, a bitch stealer cap pillar
I'm known uptown for bein' then a
Twenty dollar with skills to make a peal
Don't slip up, don't fuck up 'cause i'ma to
Pop you up

ya}
Boom boom boom, it's the sound you dead
With a bullet in yo motherfuckin'
I'm hard out the motherfuckin' 1-2-3 and yes
I'm poppin' these motherfuckers up and
know they can't handle me
Them nigga's labeled as a third ward "g"
Leave a nigga in a ditch, I leave you stankin'
Go to yo house and fuck yo bitch and have yo
With them tear's in eye's how did he die?
As cry, as they cry

boy}
Slicky grease I'm back, with my nigga's and they 'cause
You tried to my life, just to make yo fuckin' meal's stack
Seven guy's me, yo first mind never leads you wrong
to face motherfucker, now you know it's on
The time, I went out like a fuckin' soldier
A sloppy job on yo car, I'm back like I told'cha
Yo eye's buck, as you was talkin' on a pay
You tried to reach, to late buckshot's in yo dome
Yo boy's froze in the car in a state of
Tec got the tec and got to poppin' till he the glock
I'm not the one, we fuck shit up and see
'cause we violatin' out of our
But when we come, we gonna come and get the job
Fuck all that figurin' and and twerk up if ya want some
We left 'em bleedin', to greetin' back stabbin' bitch
The war is on, so it on 'cause next's on the list
The rest of you worker's stand down with funny shit

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